<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420195" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bequest</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When my wife’s great Aunt ‘Dora died<br>We received a strange bequest.<br>Not land or Gold or Mallomars<br>But a box, covered in dust.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her will strictly enjoined us<br>from opening the box.<br>The sides had cryptic puzzles<br>That served it as strong locks</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The box was rather ornate<br>Carved from finest sandalwood<br>Inlaid with golden letters<br>a Greek would have understood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We both took very seriously<br>The task to guard this prize<br>To keep this family heirloom<br>preserved from prying eyes..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ten years it stood there in our room<br>An enigmatic guest<br>And often I would ponder it<br>while I was getting dressed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Until one dark December day<br>In the Millennial year<br>Curiosity overcame my wife<br>And she succumbed, I fear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Darling, being curious, <br>Solved the riddles on the side<br>She was just prying up the lid<br>As I ran inside..</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A disembodied Banshee screamed<br>The air was thick and red.<br>I rushed to close the box back up<br>in existential dread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still, the world seemed little changed <br>As I sequestered hope.<br>The radio said by 5-4<br>George Bush had won the vote</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I think on all that’s happened since<br>As things have gone to Hell<br>Bloody wars in foreign lands<br>Discord at home as well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Since then twin towers crashed and burned<br>And Wall Street did the same<br>Do you think it could be possible<br>Aunt Pandora’s Box shares blame?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=420195" data-title="The Bequest de John F. McCullagh" data-description="When my wife’s great Aunt ‘Dora died We received a strange bequest. Not land or Gold or Mallomars But a box, covered in dust. Her will strictly enjoined us from opening the box. The sides had cryptic puzzles That served it as strong locks Th..."></div> </div> </div>

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